| It’s Me Again | It’s me again, Lord, and I need to talk; So will You take time to listen to me? My heart is so sad, and I’ve no place to go, But I knew if I’d call--there You’d be. |
| Sunset | The sun is setting on my life, And yet I have no fear, I’ll ride the storm and wait my turn As my time draweth near. |
| The Door | Don’t be disturbed when someone stands And says that Jesus’ face Offends him ‘cause it hangs somewhere In a very public place. |
| What About Me | "What about me" are three little words That are too often used by man. But God never meant these words misused, Not ever since time began. |
| You Don’t Understand | "You don’t understand what I’ve been through," I overheard someone say. But neither did they know where I had been Or what I had been through today. |